Chapter 42

It was shady, cold and pouring rain. But I still found an aesthetically absolute shine through it. If to others it can be called bad luck, to me it is not. Rain brings something different to my system. It as if had special power to make my gloomy day wondrous enough to plant a smile.
The sun is shivering today. Good thing I brought jacket to protect myself from cold. That's all, I forgot to bring the umbrella that my older brother had prepared earlier.
He became really sweet to me lately. I almost got to the point of thinking that she might get married. A few months or days from now, it will be apart with the woman chosen to be with for life.
But who is that? Why does my sister seem to be denying us the right to know our loved ones? If my inference is true, I am afraid I can never be happy at it. Not because the older brother is going to tie the knot, but because he will definitely not like the woman. I have someone I like to be his match. I am very fond of its temperament, stance and beauty.
I like ate Kianna for kuya Gideon. He alone, there is nothing else I want to see with him in reaching dreams.
"My mind is clear, but I'm a blast. I know what's right and wrong, but that's it, it's still a blast," Kiesha sang angrily.
Just finished class. Both were cold, so we agreed to go straight to the nearby cafe first to order a hot drink.
It's been three days already since that incident happened. Things eventually turned to normal. Due to the prescribed medicine and Kiesha's healing cream, the bruise on my back also disappeared immediately. I went back home and was warmly welcomed by my family. The thing I never thought would happen, thinking about the tension I had with mama. He himself was the first to give me a hug, a reason to cry with great joy. She may look tough and dominant, but she was actually submissive.
No matter how much the child has sinned, the mother is ready to forget you. They are very ready to accept and forgive ... Another, not because they have become strict, do not want to give the happiness that the child wants. Sometimes, they need to limit the good to avoid the bad.
"Are you thinking of Zion again? It will come back too ..."
He still doesn"t come in until now, not even Martha. After a brief conversation at the hospital, there was no more crossroads between us. After that moment, we met the nurse just a few minutes later to inform her that she could leave because the bills had been paid again. It was paid by Kiesha, but the money came from ate Kianna. He also did not have enough money with him to go to his brother and borrow. He just made me nervous so he didn't tell the truth right away.
Even if he is stingy sometimes, when it comes to emergencies, his stance changes.
"I am not thinking about him."
Thats true. It was only now that he came to mind after Kiesha pronounced the name.
I smiled at my own thought. The other day, yesterday, as well as earlier. He is just the flesh of the mind. It was good and did not participate in the surprise oral recitation ten minutes before the end of class today. I'm sure I can only answer Zion Leander, in case I'm called.
Now I have lost my confidence to get a perfect score this coming examination. His face and name have stained my system.
Is this really the effect of admiration on a person? How can this feeling clout on me so soon? It should arise after graduation, so I don't have to think about studies and lessons anymore.
"I heard he was excused. The professor already knows what happened and they understand ..."
"Where did you get that news?"
"I have ears everywhere. Just one question, I know right away," he said of the ability.
"You are," I took a sip on my coffee.
A one-way fiber-glass mirror surrounds the area so people outside are clearly visible from here. But contrary to them, only one's own reflection can be reflected when we look at our band.
"Why don't you give it a try?"
"Huh?"
"Why don't you try to tell him the truth? That you really like-"
"Scratch that ... That man has a relationship, I don't want to be rude," I almost moaned in response, "When you're in Martha's position, would you want someone to have an affair?"
"No," she said in a sassy manner.
"See? I don't want to be the cause of their breakup."
"So you finally admitted that you are attracted to Zi."
"I don't know," I lowered the plastic cup I was holding, then looked down, "Everytime I see him, I see ahead of my future. It feels really odd, imagining the person I like marrying me in the future."
"Every girls does that. Even boys ..." she shrugged, "Speaking of imagination. In the six months we've been together with Zed, the plan of tying her up has never once crossed my mind. I don't see me being called his wife and being tag as a mother to his future kids. But I love him, I do ... "
"I don't know if it was a good or bad sign," the only words I could say.
I don't know what to do with love. Is it right to think I should be loved back, or should I just like without asking for anything in return?
"I believe you and Zi will end up together."
"She has Martha, father," I laughed.
"He's just the beginning, you're the end ..."
"Will you guess girl?" I patted his forehead.
I don't want to give myself false hope. It is what it is ...
"I'm serious Gee, what?"
"Let's go. Maybe mama's looking," I finished my coffee and ate a sandwich.
"I haven't picked it up yet."
"Fetch?" my eyebrows rose automatically.
"Si Zed, he'll fetch me."
"How about me?"
"Of course, you're with me."
"What time is he coming?"
"Now ..." he parted his black and long hair.
"O-kay ..." I replied hesitantly.
Zed and I were talking. Sometimes it's still plowing. But to this day I still can"t find enough reason to accept it as a best friend"s girlfriend. I have these weird feelings that he'll end up breaking my bestfriend's heart. I'm worried for Kiesha's welfare.
"He was waiting on the other side of the street. Traffic, that's why we just went," he stood up enthusiastically.
Too obviously eager to see that man. Even though they met earlier in the university canteen.
Zed's class is only until ten o'clock, he should be at racing camp by this time. But now miraculously thought to fetch Kiesha. Will something happen?
"Stand there Geline," he rebuked after noticing my mind was flying again.
I immediately got up from my sit and silently followed her through the exit door.
We both had no umbrellas. There are buildings that can be passed to the other side of the street that cannot be read. What we are having trouble with now is how to cross to the other side of the road, now that the rain is getting heavier and not a single protection is available. I needed it more than anyone.
Only yesterday my body recovered from the fever after taking a shower in the rain, getting worse in disgrace to save Zion. Done now, it looks like it can be seconded.
"Let's just wait for the rain to subside. Or I better call Zed and ask him to just pick us here."
"No, it's okay," I smiled sparingly.
Of course, it's not alright. But to lighten Kiesha's heart, she had to lie. I made her worry too much these days.
"Am I late?"
We automatically turned to the man who owned the voice I had always wanted to hear again. He was holding a black umbrella, with white v-neck shirt and leather jacket as his outfit for the day. Its damp hair is a bit messy. There is still a bandage on the part of the face that was injured on the day of the riot. But odd enough, it just made him look cool and dangerous.
He focused his gaze on Kiesha, when I turned around his eyebrows were only slightly raised.
Is this the price he thought of saving me? Being arrogant again ?!
"Zion!" Kiesha chirped in so much joy, "It's good that you're here."
"I can't forget your work," he replied, but looked at me.
"Good," Kiesha playfully caressed his hair. He had to squat to reach his head.
From him, my gaze shifted to the umbrella. It was small for the three of us, they were the only two that would definitely fit.
I don't have anything to do other than-
"You and Gee used the umbrella," Kiesha suggested.
"No. You should be the one to advise," I took off the bag that was just hanging on the back, then placed it on my head.
With the force of the rain, it was impossible for me not to get wet equipment. But it's okay ...
I was about to run, but Zi's arm, wrapped on my waist stopped me from doing so.
"We will cross together," he said in a baritone voice.
The arm also immediately left my waist, then lifted the jacket and motioned me to come closer.
My brows furrowed. I know what he want, and I firmly disapprove.
"It's just me?" Amira asked teasingly. Then he suddenly clung to Zi. He himself lifted his jacket to the other side and inserted his head. He smiled as he tied his arms around her waist.
"You're smaller Gee so it's more appropriate in this position. C'mon do it."
"I see you like that, I prefer this ..." I looked up at Zion irritably. He was about to grab the umbrella, but he just lifted it. He even wanted to beat me to get what he wanted.
"What is Zion? That's mine, I'll handle it."
"It's my job," he gestured with the jacket still open for me. "
"I don't know about you ..." I walked without hesitation in the middle of the pouring rain.
Read if read, I will never give up.
Even before I could go far, an arm grabbed me again. This time I was forced to stick around and insert my head under the jacket. While Kiesha quickly grabbed my hands and tied them around Zi's waist.
"Mission accomplished ..." she smiled at me sheepishly.
Siraulo talaga ...
We successfully got across to the opposite side. I haven't read much, especially my friend who still can't get rid of the smile.
"Crazy," I whispered droning as I wiped my arms.
"Isn't that her scent?" he openly asked. Really meant to hear from us.
"Just a usual smell of a man," I turned my back at them. They were already heading towards the street Zed says, where he is currently waiting.
"Who's that man?"
"None of your business ..."
Apart from the brothers, no other man could approach me.
'Just a usual smell of a man', means Zion's manly scent.
Yes, it is really very fragrant. I don't know if he uses any perfume. He naturally possess a pleasing smell. He goes to the depths of the system, so that even that part of his personality is very hard to forget.
"Since Zion is here again, just go with him, right?"
"Why?" I stared at Kiesha.
"I don't really plan to go home yet ..."
"But-"
"Bye! Take care of my bestfriend Leander huh? I'll be stupid once in a while," he didn't wait for Zion and me to answer. As he speaks, the feet move away, until the volume disappears.
She's unsurprisingly annoying. Because of what he's doing, I think I'll have a hard time with Zi. Or maybe you just had this idea.
How can you be this harsh on me Amira? You're such a mood I cannot look up to my entire life!
I frowned at the rest of the comrade. The face became even more sour with the image.
A tall woman wearing shorts and a spaghetti top follows her gaze. It was as if the eyes were glued to it and it was as if no one else could see.
"Are the legs too smooth?" I grab his attention.
His gaze swiftly averted to me, unbothered. He smiled sarcastically, shrugged then left without saying goodbye. Towards the direction the woman is going.
I think he still has plans to acknowledge it.
Poor Martha ... Her man is still so cunning. So maybe the brothers will not accept.
"Isn't it really in the vocabulary of those men to take relationships seriously? One woman is enough, it should always be like that!" push me next.
The woman turned into the overpass. There"s not much going on here so we"re going to be solo in the place. In case the path reaches there.
"If you don't want to report you to Martha, get ready!" I preceded him in climbing the stairs. When he finally reached the end, he quickly blocked the body and raised one leg to make sure there was no space left for him to pass through.
"You can't flirt with that woman," I muttered.
He licked the edge of the lip, then shook to approach. He casually threw the umbrella he was holding at me. My hand moved well and quickly to catch it.
"What are you thinking Neilani?" he wearily put his hands in the pocket of his trousers.
"You're flirting!" my bold response.
He just kept walking. I am wearing the school uniform. My skirt from Kiesha is too short so maybe wearing shorts is the center of her vision.
It is too late to set foot and repent. In one quick motion, he was able to touch it, then gently pushed me against the wall. Aggressively, a hand was placed on the back of my neck. Reason to stay on twitter for a while.
"Why should I flirt with others, if you're here?"
"You're so thick!" simply pushed my palm resting on his chest.
"Stop getting on my way if you don't want me to think that you are jealous," he moved his face closer.
Shock first registered on my face after feeling the quick touch of its lips on my lips.
Oh my God!
"I don't have another woman Gee and will never look for another ..."
Such was his shock when I responded with a slap on the cheek, after a burning willpower and at the same time preceded by barking.
I can still feel his lips on mine and I don't know if it was good or bad.
"How dare you do that?" I exclaimed, "And what do I care if you don't have another woman? Say that to Martha! And do apologize for kissing me!"
This time, I have intensified the push on him. I have no idea what to do in this situation. Shall I just abide, knowing that he's taken? Or I just did the right thing? He should just be reprimanded for the insult.
That's it!
I'm not just any girl. Even if someone likes him, maybe it's wrong to just let him do that. Respect is what I needed, not his love in return to my affection! Besides, it was for Martha too. She don't deserve to be treated this way. That without her, the stupid boyfriend would flirt with someone else. I am still sane enough to know the right and defy the wrong.
'Ilaban mo yan Geline Neilani'.
Soothing to myself. In fact, there is some part of the system that wants to take a stand. It was shouting nothing, but to fight for my feelings. My heart was ...
'How dare you be this selfish?'
I groan now in my aching heart.
"There's no one between Martha and me. And I can't apologize for kissing you, I might do that again if you keep on barking things," he moved away, holding his right cheek, "I'm the cousin of the woman we're following. he noticed me when I passed by the side earlier and it was too late when I looked at him. I just wanted to say hello. It's been a few years since we last met because he left the city early ... But now- "he stopped talking and looked at the empty corridor.
"Now she's gone ..." I was the one who finished what she was going to say.
I felt bad alright? What else did I think, he was just your woman's cousin. How can we reach that now? It has no idea which direction it will go next.
But still I cannot let his act slide. He stole my first kiss, my God! I can be silenced with just a shout e-
I also later came to think of that idea. Will it be quiet like that? I know myself as being proud of something else. When shouted at, I'm not the type of person to just shut up. I always go for my right. That's what I am good at, defending me ... Even though I know that what is being said doesn't really make sense anymore, I still continue to fight because I really don't want to lose.
"I'll just apologize if you'll apologize too," I raised my forehead to match the intensity of his gaze.
Did it stop there. Needless to say, it was obvious in the eyes the growing annoyance for me.
I have more right to be angry what ?!
"Will you just stare? Am I beautiful in your eyes?"
"Can you, don't be too obviously jealous? And one more thing, if you want a kiss again you can ask without getting angry," a sarcastic smile replaced his dark face.
"How dare you Zion Leander Pilvera ?!"
My high blood pressure went up even more. The previous twitter automatically disappeared. Only annoyed is now playing with the body. If only I am strong enough, and if only I could dare, he was now wincing in pain for getting a splitting blast.
"You know, kids, that's how it is when you're in love. You can't always just smile, fighting will test your resilience as a couple," we both lingered, staring at the old woman who I thought had been watching before.
We blocked the very path. So there was enough reason why it couldn't get through and we just had to listen to the drama between Zi and me.
"I'm sorry," I whispered shyly, bowing slightly.
"That's okay ... Just talk about each other's mistakes properly and correct them," he smiled sweetly.
"You're wrong, we're not in love."
"You'll get to that point too," he meaningfully stared at me. There was something its eyes wanted to indicate. For a moment he shifted his gaze to Zion, smiled even more, then raised and lowered his eyebrows.
"How did you say that?" my curious question. My mind would not be at peace if there was no answer from it.
He seems to be leading the situation. How will Zi and I be if there is someone else? And he clearly said he only has one woman. I am sure it was Martha, with or without relationship. They are each other's first love and had a really solid bond.
"I'm a fortune teller. From just downstairs, I can see the future between you two. You man, you have a current lover, right?"
Zi didn't bother to answer. It was very difficult to confirm the old man's prediction.
"She's the woman you want to be with for life. She's the one your heart has chosen, and the only one to choose in the years to come. But ..." a strange sadness replaced her sweet smile, "the day will come when it will disappear he is. "
I also stared at Zion. His forehead furrowed, accompanied by a slow bow. It seems to be deep in thought.
"And you're a woman."
The old man grabbed my attention
"There is going to be a big blow in your life. Like this gentleman," he pointed out to Zi, "you will lose the person important to you. You will wait, until you lose hope. But in the midst of sorrow there will come a new one. light to make you happy ... Choose what is better. "
"Who will be lost?"
How will Zi and I be?
Who is the woman who will lose her life?
Why is our future so chaotic?
"Your questions will be answered in the coming months. The course of life will depend on your decision. There may be something different, there may not be. Prepare yourselves," he said finally before continuing to walk to the other side. dako.
Her words just triggered my mind to create more questions.
Who will be lost?
How will it disappear?
What kind of preparation needs to be done?
And how shall we be with Zion?
Was it a scam?
But he never got any money from us. It's more of a prank ...
But she looks really serious. I can't trace any lies on her eyes.
Confused I tilted my head. More and more questions went through the brain.
To be continued...